Driving home this morning from a long weekend with family the predominant colour was the yellow of oil seed rape fields shouting out their presence.

It’s brash and bright in its mono-cultural state in these fields and really quite a contrast to the more subtle colours we came across on our woodland walk the other day.

This time of year, when the hedges are full of cow parsley and may blossom, has to be my very favorite time. And when you look closely there are stitchwort, red campion, dandelions, bluebells…

I’ve had a lovely break with some of the best company one could ask for and we’ve had such lovely weather. But enough of all that relaxing stuff: I have so much work to do.

One thought on “>yellow

  1. >Such beautiful images Alice. The contrast between the vivid agricultural yellow and the delicate shades of the almost spring flowers is particularly affecting. The image of the hawthorn or mayflower seems like fallen snow. The lovely concluding image of the pathway begs a story or a poem, don't you think? Something like The Path by Edmund Thomas perhaps?

    . . . the path that looks / As if it led on to some legendary / Or fancied place where men have wished to go / And stay;

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